Not Yet Roses
My core being is tired
Drained, exhausted
Where can I rest?
Recharge, sleep
Inject my vitamin
Warmth, revitalized
A burst of soulful sun
Inside, passion
A sense of well being?
Is there any truth to that?
Mother will I be ok?
In my darkness I try not to rot
Maybe a new friend
Affection, sweetness
Can I hold you?
A movie, a ride
Flowers yes not yet roses
Sorry tulips first
A kiss
Gentle dance
Under a quilt
A smile
Explore, search for oblivion
Alone early sunday morning
Let's move
Leave Colorado
How about Vegas?
Big dreams, grand hopes
Girls dance on tightropes
I want
I want to drive
Rent a small place
Black curtains
A television, radio, typewriter
Write a novel together
Soak our brains
In a creative frontier
Rich dynamic climax
With out a plot!
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